This is a song about "Left"

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

My insurrection: left rejected or disgraced

The glare makes me hard to find

All the people you left behind.

I ain't trynna be politically correct

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

Bout time i got my respect

With the rest who are left

That's another topic, we should start a project

He was being a bully so i left

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Your family is left wondering why

Your new man got my respect

Take away what ever's left

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

'till there's nothin' left.